1. |
Ego Stroke
02:24
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You want to make your name
It's just the fame that you're after
You want to save the world
But you're a fucking disaster
You want to tell them all
That they got you wrong
With the shitty lines in your stupid punk songs
You want to make your name
It's just the fame that you're after
You want to save the world
But you're a fucking disaster
You want to tell them all
That they got you wrong
With the shitty lines in your stupid punk songs
Just keep those bottled in your head
Some things are better left unsaid
Get over yourself
And put that pipe dream back up on the shelf
You pretentious dick
You wanted this so long
But your audience moved on
And if you wanted to play
You know you needed to pay
No one makes it on their own
But your audience went home
You're on your own
Just keep it buried deep inside
No one will listen when you die
Get over yourself
And put that pipe dream back up on the shelf
You pretentious dick
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2. |
Slow Burn
03:13
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It's a long life
Gotta find the right vice
Dime bag, brown bag, slow burn killers
It's a long life gotta pick the right vice now
And I choose you
And I choose you
And I choose
Have a ball, catch 'em all, take your pick
They're gonna fuck me up 'cause I can't fucking quit
And if it doesn't work for me this time
I'll find another vice and I'll make it mine
And I hope that you'll come close
But I know that I'm lying to us both
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3. |
Saab
03:19
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The signs that say that things get better
They say we're dying out
Are we a dying breed
A generation not
Believing anything
They say we're dying out
Are we a dying breed
A generation not
Believing anything
No telling where we'll be and
(They say we're dying out)
Looks like it's you and me then
(Are we a dying breed)
It's just to hard to see
(A generation not)
The signs that say that things get better
(Believing anything)
Go on jump in the deep end
(They say we're dying out)
I'll sleep you'll waste the weekend
(Are we a dying breed)
It's just to hard to see
(A generation not)
The signs that say that things get better
(Believing anything)
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4. |
Breakfast for Dinner
02:43
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Haven't got much sleep
I haven't slept in about three weeks
Think I'm hearing things
Pretty sure there's something wrong with me
Maybe that's just depression
Maybe that's just anxiety
Will it ever get better
Or is this how it's supposed to be
So I'll make breakfast for dinner
All I ever do is stress you out
Yeah, I'll make breakfast for dinner
I don't think I'll ever leave this house
Maybe that's just depression
Maybe that's just anxiety
Thought it was getting better
Maybe it's just a part of me
So I'll make breakfast for dinner
All I ever do is stress you out
Yeah, I'll make breakfast for dinner
I don't think I'll ever leave this couch
I've considered self-destruction
I'm a burden never meant to be
I haven't got much sleep
I haven't slept in about three weeks
So I'll make breakfast for dinner
Yeah, I'll make breakfast for dinner
I'm sick of breakfast for dinner
But I'll make breakfast for dinner
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5. |
Owl House
04:13
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Okay, this is heavy
I should probably get some help
Watch my world around me
Collapse upon itself
Screaming holy Hallelujah
Asking for advice
Must have missed His update
Forgot to hit subscribe
So don't pray for me
'Cause I won't pray for you
And don't reach out to me
'Cause I don't want to have to get back to you
Okay, this is heavy
Gotta move on with my life
All my friends around me
Are having a good time
While I'm sitting by your bedside
Listening for your breath
Finding peace, serenity
That only comes with death
Don't pray for me
Find something else to do
And don't reach out to me
'Cause I don't want to have to
I've got an angel
Visiting only in my dreams
I've got an angel
She's always looking out for me
Don't pray for me
I won't pray for you
And don't reach out to me
'Cause I don't want to have to get back to you
No I don't want to have to get back to you
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6. |
Grim
01:45
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Grim
Grim
Grim
Grim
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7. |
You Were in My Dream
02:10
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I woke up in the morning weeping
Smoked a bowl just to calm my weary head
Wide awake when I should be sleeping
Could be the last time I see your face again
Oh no, I said
That costume you were wearing was so dumb
And now, I'm haunted by that thought
I know that I'm
Just stressing and projecting
All these awful words
I know you never said
I woke up in the morning screaming
Heard your voice and it broke my heart again
After all it just keeps on beating
Some days I just wish it would stop instead
Waking up from watching you go
I just wanted to let you know
The worst thing you said
Is that you're better off dead
And you're sick of always letting me know
Waking up from watching you go
I just wanted to let you know
The worst thing you said
Is that you're better off dead
And you're sick of always letting me know
Yeah you're sick of always letting me know
Yeah you're sick of always letting me know
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8. |
Good God
02:34
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Look but can't find
Your soul or mine
Grief's like a wine
Gets better all the time
Will someone save my soul
Good God does no one know
Looks but can't see
Your destiny
Oh, no guarantee
His plan for you or me
Will someone save my soul
Good God does no one know
Will someone save my soul
Good God does no one know
It's all so easy when your life is on a straight line
All laid out before you were born
Now it feels as if we're wasting all of His time
Our condescending, never-present Lord
I don't want to believe
Don't want to believe anymore
I don't want to believe
Don't want to believe anymore
No more
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9. |
Pack Rat
03:12
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You know I love you
But I used to love baseball too
And that's what scares me
What if that happens to me and you
I'm beside myself
Sitting on the bedroom floor
At my father's house
To decide what goes in storage
It may be garbage
But it's all we have left of you
A sad reminder
Of all the things we used to do
I found your notes from a parent teacher meeting
Too bad, so sad I should just stop reading
I'm beside myself
Sitting on the bedroom floor
At my father's house
To decide what goes in storage
It's worthless but still
It reminds me of you
Every day that you're away
We lose another part of you
These black bags in the back of your closet
No one has touched them for days
These black bags that are going to Good Will
Don't mean that we threw you away
I'll drive the car to drop them off and cry the whole ride
'Cause no one remembers your name
I've got to find a better place, some other place to stay
I'm beside myself
Sitting on the bedroom floor
At my father's house
I'm beside myself
Sitting on the bedroom floor
At my father's house
To decide what goes in storage
It's worthless but still
It reminds me of you
Every day that you're away
We lose another part of you
I'm beside myself
Sitting on the bedroom floor
At my father's house
To decide what goes in storage
It's worthless but still
It reminds me of you
Every day that you're away
We lose another part of you
We lose another part of you
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10. |
Dried Up Lake Water
01:25
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Drying off down by the lake
And the water feels the same
Not like last summer did
It's so different nowadays
Hold my breath hold my breath for too long
It's hard to believe that you're really gone
When you're everywhere I look
And every choice that I make
I just miss you so much drying off by the lake
Didn't get what we wanted
Not what we need
Will these wounds ever heal
Or continue to bleed
When you wore your yellow sweater
That was way too big
Out on the lake together
Did it even happen
All that's left is this sweater
It still doesn't fit
I swear that it's you
Every time I wear it
Yeah it's you
Spend all my days just
Thinking 'bout you
Yeah it's you
Wish I just got more time with you
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11. |
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Knock knock, who's there, guess who
Is that you from the other room
I miss your laugh and everything you do
I know it's dark
But orange you glad you listened this far
So I backed up all your voicemails
And hid them in a drive
There they'll stay forever
It's keeping you alive
It's keeping you alive
Knock knock, where'd you go
Did you make it crossed the road
Is the grass even greener
Or are you a ghost
Death is nothing at all
Doesn't matter when you die
Life is one big joke
Good bye is the punch line
So I backed up all your voicemails
And hid them in a drive
There they'll stay forever
It's keeping you alive
It's keeping you alive
Ha, ha, ha, of course
You only can laugh when life gets worse
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12. |
Missed Your Call
01:55
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I've been changing every minute
But I haven't found me yet
Like, will I make a difference
Or see the world before I'm dead
So if tomorrow I don't make it
Just forget the words I said
I tried everything but
Guess I'll try again
I've been changing every minute
But I haven't found me yet
Like, will I find the time
To see the world before I'm dead
And if tomorrow I don't make
Just forget the words I said
I tried everything but
I guess I'll try again
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